Mov(ie)ing
I keep having these epiphanies. I mean, I was going to check my mail today and stopped to watch part of The Truman Show; it turns out it was that scene that is the lynchpin of the entire movie: when Truman gets out and realizes what his world really was. For some reason, that scene just threw a switch inside of me. I feel like I am in this post-meditative state of acute, powerful concentration and equally intense calm. How can five minutes out of a movie do that to you? It’s strange, I am back at the room now and I will be making a list of things I have to do. I haven’t been able to sort out everything so I need to write it down. For once, however, I don’t feel worried or even agitated. I just decided that’s what I was going to do because that’s what would be best. No hesitation. No wailing or nashing of teeth.
I keep having these epiphanies.
Lately, whenever I am walking around campus, I feel like there should be some acoustic track playing in the background, with the singer weaving a sad and bittersweet ballad. I am way past the point of feeling sorry for myself but I still get that mental picture of me (or someone in a movie) keeping on keeping on and the music in the background tugging at the emotions of those watching. That is most likely a sign I should start walking places with people; you can day-dream yourself right out of this world if you aren’t careful. It’s like that part in Notting Hill where he walks along and the seasons change.
The wind this high up really blows with strength. Things have to be really firmly rooted to withstand the constant pressure and those particularly strong gusts.
I have two things to share. Patrick Moore does indeed play the xylophone. This will make the previous link make sense. Secondly, FlyGuy is fun to play when you are bored. It’s not particularly complex and it’s a great idea with awesome music and amazing artistry.
I’ve heard Drumline is a fantastic movie.